Her Billionaire Professor by Sophia Summers

Her Billionaire Professor by Sophia Summers

Author:Sophia Summers [Summers, Sophia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-14T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 9

“Where were you?” Margie’s eyes narrowed.

“Checking out something I’ve always been curious about.”

“Which is?”

“I’ll let you read Shawna’s report on our findings.”

Margie’s eyes widened and she searched her face, but, true to their friendship, she said nothing.

The bus ride back was quiet. Everyone was tired, exhausted, including Dex. “Do you and Mark want to go out tonight? Check out some of the Rome nightlife?”

Her expression told him immediately what she was thinking.

“Say no more. You don’t need a third wheel for whatever you have planned for tonight.”

She laughed. “You are more than welcome to come along.”

He shook his head. “No, I’ll give Mark some time with his wife before he starts getting jealous.”

Dex waved goodbye to Margie and said good night to the students. Then he made his way back through the hotel lobby. Perhaps he could get some reading done, work more on his research. But as he made his way up the elevator, he was filled with a restless energy he knew he wouldn’t be able to shake.

And he knew the cause. Shawna had ignited something unquenchable in him. What he really wanted was to take her out, to watch her charming blush and stare at her freckles, her dimple, to make her laugh or ask her interesting questions just to hear her reaction.

What he needed was a good night out, having fun and enjoying the single life in Rome. Which was something he hadn’t wanted to explore in over three years. He considered reaching out to his set. They were always travelling somewhere. Rome was on their circuit, and more often than not, he could find someone who was friends with his family, or who he’d gone to school with.

He didn’t relish those relationships, but he needed a wakeup call. As wonderful as Shawna seemed, maybe he was simply reacting to his loneliness, to the fact he’d refused to date for years.

He had good reason to avoid the scene, he reminded himself. What if she was here somewhere? That would be simple enough to discover.

His cringe shook him deep, but he typed her name in the search bar anyway. Shayla Anderson.

A stream of mostly tabloid articles filled his phone’s screen. The most recent had her in Greece. Close. There was a chance she’d end up here. But he was probably safe to reach out a little bit.

The elevator opened up on his floor. Once in his room, he went out on his balcony. It overlooked nothing exceptional. Student housing only promised to be relatively safe and clean. But he found the alleyways, with laundry strung across he windows, charming. Most often, the women planted flowers in the window boxes. Sometimes he had heard them singing. Sometimes in Italian, sometimes older American pop songs in English with their beautiful Italian accents. The different colors everywhere always made him smile. Italy was a beautiful country. How could they have such a culture that embraced beauty? The well put-together outfit, the quality presentation. Everything was pleasing to the eye.

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